Greyson's POV
18y/o
"Mommy I am home!"
I shouted and strides towards the dining area. You will find my mom in the kitchen. Always.
One time she got locked inside the pantry. All of us got so worried. We found mom after an hour sitting in the middle of the pantry munching on chocolates and snacks. Different wrappers are scattered around her. She ate a months worth of cookies and chocolates.
"Do you want some?" She asked oblivious that her 5 children and husband are worried because we can't find her. Then she looks around and added "but the only flavor left is vanilla. I already eat the chocolate ones. Liam we need to restock."
All of us gapes at her. My dad just grumble and carries mom back to their room.
I don't even want to know what they did inside their room.
As expected mom is
